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FROM THE LIBRARY OF 
REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. 

BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO 

THE LIBRARY OF 

PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY 



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THE EARNEST OF THE SPIRIT 



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THE EARN 



OF THE SPIRIT 




FRANCES BEVAN 

AUTHOR OF "THREE FRIENDS OF GOD," ETC. 



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The Holy Ghost delights to take of the things of 
Christ, and show them to us. John xvi. 13-15. 
May the Lord give us, in realising the fulness of 
Jesus, to abide in the sweet savour of divine de- 
light in Him, dwelling by faith in the promised 
land, that we may know what our hope is, as 
well as what is the ground of our hope, the Blood 
of the Lamb. 

By faith, and in the Spirit, we have this place 
in Christ, who is in heaven. It is not mere 
theory or mysticism ; but we who believe are united 
to Christ by the Holy Ghost sent down from 
heaven. We are quickened together with Christ. 
Being forgiven all trespasses, we are raised together, 
and seated in Him in heavenly places. 

Therefore it is true of us who believe in Jesus, 



VI PKEFACE 

that God has revealed unto us, by His Spirit, the 
things which eye hath not seen nor ear heard, 
the things which God has prepared for them that 
love Him. " Thanks be unto God for His unspeak- 
able Gift." 



CONTENTS 



THE PALMER 

THE HIDDEN MANNA . 

PENTECOST . 

TWO RIVERS 

THE JUDGMENT-SEAT . 

IN THE DEPTHS OF THE SEA 

TWO LIVES 

NOT FORSAKEN . 

THE MORNING STAR . 

THE SEED . 

the lamb on the altar 
whiter than snow . 
ye are Christ's 

NOW 

the leading hand . 
FIRST and last 
the pillar 
one moment 
jesus my shepherd . 

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THE WAY . 

EARTH AND HEAVEN . 

THE WELL IN THE DESERT 

FOLLOWING 

FOOTPRINTS 

THE GIFT . 



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THE EARNEST OF THE SPIRIT 

THE PALMER 

11 Our conversation is in heaven. " — Phil. iii. 20. 

A pilgrim alone in the desert 

I seek for His steps on the sand — 
Yet bearing the palm from the mountains 

Of the holy, the glorious land. 
Around me the lion and adder, 

The wilderness burning and bare ; 
But quiet and green are His pastures — 

My heart is not here but there. 
I have walked in those blessed valleys 

And He has walked there with me, 
As now in the pathless desert, 

And now on the waves of the sea. 
And soon will the pilgrim journey, 

The wilderness path be o'er ; 
I shall bear the palm into heaven, 

And say, I was here before. 



THE HIDDEN MANNA 

" After the second veil, the Tabernacle which is called the 
Holiest of all ; . . . wherein was the golden pot that had 
manna." — Heb. ix. 3, 4. 

" To him that overcometh will I give to eat of the hidden 
manna." — Rev. ii. 17. 

In the glory of God the Father 

The Man who is God I see — 
Brought nigh in the Holy of holies, 

Lord Jesus, I worship Thee. 
The Manna that God has hidden 

In the depth of the golden shrine ; 
I feed upon Christ in glory, 

Thy glory, O Lord, and mine. 
For not for the wilderness journey 

That Manna in heaven is stored ; 
But for strength to the heart to adore Thee, 

To rejoice in the joy of the Lord. 
The food of the heavenly banquet 

Art Thou in that glory apart, 
Where the angels behold the Father, 

And His children have known His heart. 



THE HIDDEN MANNA 

There fed on the hidden Manna, 

In the secret of God's delight, 
And here on the food of the desert 

Sent down in the dews of the night, 
Christ in the joy He has entered 

The Manna in heaven, I know — 
Christ in His sorrow remembered 

The strength for the journey below. 



PENTECOST 

"There appeared unto them cloven tongues like as of fire, 
and it sat upon each of them ; and they were all filled with the 
Holy Ghost.' , — Acts ii. 3, 4. 

Behold, from the upper chamber 

The saints of the Lord go forth, 
To the rising sun and the setting, 

And afar to the south and north — 
Each crowned with the joy eternal, 

The halo of cloven flame, 
For from depths of the innermost heaven 

The Spirit of glory came ; 
They are the earthen vessels 

Wherein the Treasure is borne 
On through the dark night watches 

Till rises the golden morn. 

The Treasure is Christ — is Christ. 

They are chords that were strung in heaven 
That the hand of the Lord should smite, 

So making the wondrous music 
To tell of His heart's delight — 
The Music of God is Christ. 






PENTECOST 

They are the lamps that were kindled 
From the glory beyond the sun, 

As the myriad stars resplendent, 
Yet ever the light is one — 

Their glory and light are Christ. 

A spectacle God has made them 
To the world, to angels, and men, 

That Jesus, the Scorned and Rejected, 
Should be scorned in His own again- 
Thus is their guerdon Christ. 



They are the living fountains 
That gladden the desert road ; 

Through them the eternal river 

Flows down from the throne of God — 
The River of joy is Christ. 



On from the upper chamber, 
On to the break of the day, 

An ever unbroken procession 
Still do they wend their way ; 

For their Guiding Star is Christ. 



PENTECOST 

And at last to the upper chamber, 

The Presence Chamber above, 
They pass from the world's reproaching, 
Are lost in the light of His love 

For ever, for ever with Christ. 



TWO RIVERS 

11 He clave the rocks in the wilderness, and gave them to 
drink as out of the great depths." — Ps. lxxviii. 15. 

" He showed me a pure river of water of life, clear as 
crystal, proceeding out of the throne of God and of, the Lamb." 
— Rev. xxii. 1. 



From the smitten Rock on the desert shore 

There flows the sacred River — 
Oh ! joy to drink, and to thirst no more 

For ever, and for ever ! 

And across the wastes that are salt and dry 
There sounds the voice of singing — 

For there, a marvel and mystery 
That well of life is springing. 

From the throne of God and the Lamb in heaven 

There flows a glorious River, 
A tide of gladness in fulness given 

For ever, and for ever — 



8 TWO RIVERS 

And unto the soul that drinks is known, 

In the land beyond the desert, 
The Lamb who was slain, on the Father's throne 

His love untold and unmeasured ; 

For it is not to slake the wilderness thirst 

That flows that exhaustless River ; 
The stream from the Rock was the gift at first — 

The Stream from the throne the Giver. 

As the Stream in the desert is He with me, 

Then sweet is the pilgrimage story ; 
But with Him am I, and His face I see 

In drinking the Stream from His glory. 

From the smitten Rock still flows the tide, 
And life from the dead is that River ; 

From the Lamb on the throne there flows to the 
Bride 
The Bridegroom's joy for ever. 



THE JUDGMENT-SEAT 

"Who shall lay anything to the charge of God's elect? 
It is God that justifieth. Who is he that condemneth ? " 
—Rom. viii. 33, 34. 

Before the judgment-seat of Christ 

Shall His beloved stand, 
Their raiment white as is the light, 

A palm in every hand. 

Like Him who sits upon the throne 

All glorious and all fair, 
His everlasting life their own 

They stand irradiate there. 

His deep delight — His heart's desire, 

The joy before Him set, 
For them He passed through flood and fire, 

He wept on Olivet. 

For them His agony untold ; 

For them the curse He bare : 
He sees the travail of His soul 

When stainless they are there. 

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10 THE JUDGMENT-SEAT 

With splendour wrought their robes were 
brought 

From God their Father's store — 
In Christ arrayed, Himself displayed 

In them for evermore — 



And who shall then the soul condemn 

That God has justified ? 
Shall Christ condemn, beholding them 

His Body and His Bride ? 

Adorned for Him as is the wife 

Upon her marriage day, 
Himself it is who is their life, 

As He is, so are they. 

He gives to them the glorious prize 
For works that were His own ; 

Their beauty in the Father's eyes 
Is Jesus Christ alone. 



IN THE DEPTHS OF THE SEA 

14 Thou wilt cast all their sins into the depths of the sea." 
— Micah vii. 19. 

11 They took up Jonah, and cast him forth into the sea : 
and the sea ceased from her raging." — Jonah i. 15. 

My sins cast into the depths of the sea — 

All, all, and for evermore ; 
By the mighty Hand that was pierced for me ; 

I thank Thee, my God, and adore. 

Myself cast into the depths of the sea, 
For ever, for ever, past and gone ; 

No more are the eyes of the Lord on me : 
He looks on the Face of His Son. 



The winds and the sea their raging cease, 
And deep is the calm divine ; 

The stillness of God's eternal peace, 
For ever, for ever mine. 



12 IN THE DEPTHS OF THE SEA 

He cast me into the fathomless deep, 

Into the heart of the sea ; 
Down to the roots of the mountains steep, 

And the depths closed over me. 

So past and gone — so past and gone 

For ever, for evermore ; 
And yet to stand in the Risen One 

Alive on the golden shore. 

My life hast Thou brought from the pit of doom 
When the dread night passed away ; 

And Jesus arose from the garden tomb, 
His life to be mine to-day. 

So passed from the grave to the heavenly place, 
To the glory where Christ is gone, 

I rest in the radiance of Thy Face, 
Accepted, O God ! in Thy Son. 



TWO LIVES 

" A Man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief." — Isa. liii. 3. 
11 Thy God hath anointed thee with the oil of gladness above 
thy fellows." — Ps. xlv. 7. 

Side by side the gladness and the sorrow, 

Deepest shadow and eternal sun ; 
Two lives live we till the glorious morrow 
When the life is one. 



So the angels saw beside the mourners 

Him, the Man of sorrows, walk and weep — 
Yet rejoice in presence of His angels 
When He found His sheep. 



So His sufferings in His own abounding 

Are to them a bitter cup and sweet ; 
Through the storms they hear the psalteries 
sounding 

From the golden street. 

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14 TWO LIVES 

Sweet with Him to suffer, made partakers 

Of the mystery of that sacred woe ; 
Yet the mystery of His joy partaking 
Even here below. 

Deep and fathomless His unknown sorrow, 

Deep, unspeakable, the joy we share 
Here awhile by earthly mists beclouded — 
All unclouded there. 



NOT FORSAKEN 

11 1 will not leave you orphans : I will come to you." 

— John xiv. 18. 

"I will not leave you orphans," — thus He came, 

Came even as He said ; 
His presence resting, a celestial flame, 

On each beloved head. 

There resting still — eternal love was He, 

Descending then; 
Their aureole to be that angels see, 

And light, by them, to men. 

In that fair radiance His beloved tread 

The lonely ways ; 
By Him through starless depths of midnight led, 

Through darkened days. 

They sorrow not alone, nor weep alone, 

And not alone rejoice ; 
When mists enshroud the morrow all unknown 

They hear His voice. 

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1 6 NOT FORSAKEN 

They speak the tongue of that eternal land 
Whence their Beloved came ; 

The lost, the broken-hearted understand 
And learn His name. 

He walks beside them in the ways He trod, 
When homeless here was He — 

He leads them where the blessed heart of God 
Their home shall be. 



THE MORNING STAR 

44 I am the bright and Morning Star." — Rev. xxii. 16. 
14 1 will give him the Morning Star." — Rev. ii. 28. 

It is night around on the hills and the sea, 

In the cities of splendour and sorrow, 
And we watch for the day that is to be, 

For the crimson dawn of the morrow. 
O Thou Morning Star, in the deep dim sky, 

On our lonely pathway shining, 
Thy light the light of the day that is nigh, 

Of the Sun that has no declining — 
O Star of the Morning, we worship Thee, 

The guide to Thy pilgrims given, 
Far over the desert and over the sea 

To the golden towers of heaven. 
Yet the eyes that see Thee, ere morning breaks, 

The cloudless morn in its splendour, 
Ere the earth from her dream of sorrow awakes, 

And the graves their captives render, 



I 8 THE MORNING STAR 

Have seen Thee there where never is night, 

Where the Star is lost in the glory ; 
Where Thou art the everlasting Light 

And the ransomed fall before Thee. 
Already brought to the courts divine, 

Where Thou art the Man ascended ; 
For there in Thee for ever are Thine, 

The days of their mourning ended. 



THE SEED 

" He shall grow up before Him as a tender Plant, and as a 
Root out of a dry ground." — Isa. liii. 2. 

A seed it was of an unknown Tree 

That grew in an unknown land, 
And far and wide on the lonely lea 

It fell from the Sower's hand. 
The thistles and thorns that soil had borne 

Or barren and bare it lay ; 
But the seed had ripened in golden dawn 

Of a country far away. 
No sun, no shower, no skill, nor toil 

That germ from the earth could bring ; 
It was formed in the depth of a heavenly soil, 

And fed from a heavenly spring. 
It was not a seed from the ancient tree 

In the Eden that man had trod ; 
It was borne by a Tree that could only be 

In the Paradise of God. . . . 



20 THE SEED 

O soul, thou barren and desolate land, 

Rejoice that the work is done ; 
That the seed is sown by a mighty hand, 

Himself its rain and its sun. 
Beyond thy hopes that are yet despairs, 

Beyond thy want and thy will, 
Beyond thy desires, beyond thy prayers, 

Beyond thy strength and thy skill : 
All in that seed from His hand is given, 

All the love of His heart to thee — 
All the unspeakable joy of heaven, 

Himself the Seed and Himself the Tree. 



THE LAMB ON THE ALTAR 



14 Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to receive power, and 
riches, and wisdom, and strength, and honour, and glory, and 
blessing." — Rev. v. 12. 



Even as Abel saw Thee, the Lamb on the altar laid, 

Afar in the ages dim — 
Even as Thy redeemed in their stoles of white 
arrayed 
Shall sing the eternal hymn, 
Worthy is the Lamb. 



Even so have I seen Thee, the Lamb that was slain 
for me, 
Accursed in the sinner's stead ; 
Even so have I seen Thee, my trespasses laid on 
Thee, 
The crown of thorns on Thy Head — 
Worthy is the Lamb. 



2 2 THE LAMB ON THE ALTAR 

Even so have I seen Thee — I saw the Face of my 
God 
Beneath that thorny crown — 
Saw from the wounds I had made the stream of the 
precious Blood, 
The cleansing Blood, flow down — 
Worthy is the Lamb. 

Every sin forgiven, cast in the depths of the sea, 

And death with its curse and sting — 
Only the marvellous love of the heart of my God 
for me ; 
So will I praise and sing, 
Worthy is the Lamb. 



WHITER THAN SNOW 

" Unto Him that loved us, and washed us from our sins in 
His own blood, and hath made us kings and priests unto God 
and His Father ; to Him be glory and dominion for ever and 
ever." — Rev. i. 5, 6. 

I KNOW it, my sins are as crimson, 

Unmeasured their depth and their sum ; 

I weep at His feet as I own them — 
To Him, to Him only I come. . . . 

... As surely as Christ is in heaven, 
His raiment as white as the light, 

So surely thy sins are forgiven — 

Thou art whiter than snow in His sight. 

As surely as Christ is in glory, 

Is no condemnation for thee, 
And all of thy sins without number 

Are cast in the depths of the sea. 

Christ sits on the throne of the Father, 

A witness to angels and men, 

That all of thy judgment He suffered, 

And never may suffer again. 
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WHITER THAN SNOW 

Himself He has said, " It is finished "- 
The work of redemption is done ; 

And no man, nor God in His glory, 
Can add to the work of His Son. 



. . . Lord Jesus, the cup of Thy sorrow 
Is turned into sweetness for me ; 

I sit at Thy banquet in Heaven 
For ever, for ever with Thee. 



YE ARE CHRIST'S 

i Cor. iii. 23. 

"Asa shepherd seeketh out his flock in the day that he is 
among his sheep that are scattered, so will I seek out My 
sheep, and will deliver them out of all places where they have 
been scattered in the cloudy and dark day." — Ezek. xxxiv. 12. 

I am Thine, the sought and the found one 

On mountains lone ; 
I am Thine, the saved and forgiven, 

Thine ; Thine alone. 



I am Thine, Thy love and Thy longing, 
Thy hunger and thirst ; 

For me was Thy cry in Thine anguish, 
Forsaken, accursed. 



I am Thine, the branch of Thy planting 

In heavenly soil ; 

The fruit of Thy sighs and Thy sorrow, 

Thy tears and Thy toil. 
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26 ye are Christ's 

I am Thine, the pearl Thou hast set in 

Thy crown of light ; 
I am Thine, the lamp Thou hast kindled 

In starless night. 

I am Thine, Thy song and Thy music ; 

The heavens resound 
With Thy joy that the dead is living 

The lost is found. 



NOW 

" Lo, I am with you ahvay, even unto the end of the 
world. Amen." — Matt, xxviii. 20. 

Alway, for ever, by night and by day, 

In the morning glad, in the evening dim ; 
When in glare of the day lies the wilderness way, 
Ever, for ever with Him. 

In the weary land is the shade of the Rock, 

The shade from the fiery glow ; 
And where in the noontide rests His flock 

Well, well in my heart I know. 

Ever at hand in the midnight gloom, 

When the stars are lost in a moonless deep ; 
When the earth beneath is a silent tomb, 
Where the beloved sleep. 

Ever at hand in the glory He stands 

Of the light beyond the stars and the sun ; 
And the tears are wiped by tenderest Hands — 
His, the Undying One. 

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2 8 NOW 

O Door to the palace of crystal gold, 

To chambers of peace where Thine own abide, 

The wayworn who rest awhile on Thy breast 
And journey on earth by Thy side, 

A Presence within, and a glory around, 
A Home and a Temple art Thou ; 

In the field and the street as on holy ground, 
Lord Jesus, we walk with Thee now. 



THE LEADING HAND 

" He found him in a desert land, and in the waste howling 
wilderness ; He led him about, He instructed him, He kept him 
as the apple of His eye." — Deut. xxxii. 10. 

Led on athwart the chill encircling gloom 

From wastes afar, 
When dark the night, and far the light of home — 

No moon nor star. . . . 
But now, my God, no more I ask to see — 
The radiance of Thy face has shone on me. 

I was not always thus ; I prayed that Thou 

Wouldst lead me on ; 
To find the bliss I loved and chose — but now 

The quest is won. 
Far other than the phantom that I sought, 

A bliss unknown ; 
The blessed welcome to the Father's heart, 

His Home my own. 

The moor, the fen, the crag and torrent past, 

And round me lies 

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30 THE LEADING HAND 

The summer-land untouched by wintry blast, 

God's paradise. 
Thyself the land of fountain and of flood 

From depths divine, 
Where blossom and bear fruit the trees of God, 

That land is mine. 






FIRST AND LAST 

11 The Lord God planted a garden eastward in Eden ; and 
there He put the man whom He had formed. And out of the 
ground made the Lord God to grow every tree that is pleasant 
to the sight, and good for food. . . . The rib, which the Lord 
God had taken from man, made He a woman, and brought her 
unto the man. And Adam said, This is now bone of my bones, 
and flesh of my flesh." — Gen. ii. 8, 9, 22, 23. 

"We are members of His body, of His flesh, and of His 
bones. . . . This is a great mystery : but I speak concerning 
Christ and the church." — Eph. v. 30, 32. 

As a telescope revealing 

Some unreckoned star, 
Not to our dim eyes appealing 

From the depths afar. 

As an ancient casement opened 
Towards the dawning day, 

Where a land of mystic glory 
Stretches far away. 

So those words, so few, so tender, 
Sound from days long past, 

That first home to us foretelling 
What shall be the last. 



32 FIRST AND LAST 

Fairest trees the Lord had planted, 

For the man should see 
Veiled in forms and hues of beauty 

That which God must be. 

He, the man, should see in all things 

Parable and sign, 
By the breath of God receiving 

Sight and sense divine. 

Not alone in that fair garden 

Should his heart rejoice ; 
There should blend in his rejoicing 

One respondent voice. 

One, who from him, for him, fashioned 

As his crown should be ; 
For as he was, God's belovdd, 

Even so was she. 

Blessed picture soon to vanish — 

Vanish, yet remain ; 
High, in God's eternal glory 

Verified again. . . . 



FIRST AND LAST 33 

Blessed hope of His high calling, 

Goal that ends the race ; 
Christ the Man in heavenly glory, 

Our last resting-place. 

Christ, the Man in whom the fulness 

Of the Godhead dwells, 
All the heart of God disclosing, 

There His secret tells. 

Not the man who saw the mystery 
In a mirror dim ; 
But the Lord, His face unveiling, 
God revealed in Him. 

Not alone in that fair garden 

Shall His heart rejoice ; 
There shall blend, in His rejoicing, 

One respondent voice. 

One who for Him, from Him fashioned, 

His fair crown shall be ; 
For as He is, God's Beloved, 

Even so is she. 1 

1 i John iii. 2, iv. 17. 



34 FIRST AND LAST 

He was loved ere God had founded 
Earth and heaven above ; 

She, in Him, was loved and chosen 
With eternal love. 

Unto this, O Lord, our Shepherd, 
Dost Thou lead us now, 

Earnest of that joy bestowing ; 
For that joy art Thou. 

Christ the Alpha ; Christ beginning 

The eternal past ; 
Christ the Omega, the ending ; 
Christ the First and Last. 






THE PILLAR 

" In the daytime also He led them with a cloud, and all 
the night with a light of fire." — Ps. lxxviii. 14. 

All along the way, in the night and in the day, 

A Guide has led me on ; 
And will lead, for ever lead me, though weary be 
the way, 

Till the blessed Home is won. 

A canopy of cloud, in the fierceness of the noon, 

That shadowing pillar stands ; 
A Light for ever steadfast, in the changing of the 
moon, 

It leads through midnight lands. 

Safely through the desert with Him I journey on, 

And the blessed end I know — 
I shall find the One who led me, in heaven where 
He is gone, 

As in the cloud below. 



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ONE MOMENT 

" He said unto her, Thy sins are forgiven." — Luke vii. 48. 

One short moment in an endless story, 

All the rest untold ; 
In the dark mine of the vanished ages 

One bright gleam of gold. 

One short moment at the feet of Jesus 

Weeping joyful tears ; 
Past for ever, with their sin and sorrow, 

All the former years. 

One short moment — midnight lies behind it, 

Cloudless day before : 
This the wondrous tale that He has told us ; 

Need He tell us more ? 

Coming forth unbidden from the darkness, 

Then in depths of light 
Does the witness of the love eternal 

Vanish from our sight. 

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ONE MOMENT 37 

Yet we know the midnight whence she journeyed; 

Know we not the rest? 
Those who owed the most, a sum unreckoned, 

They will know it best. 

Know the mystery of that deep compassion, 

Glory of that grace ; 
Know the fulness of His absolution, 

Radiant in His Face. 

Know the journey onward to the glory ; 

Heaven they also know : 
For Himself who is the joy of heaven, 

Walks with them below. 



JESUS MY SHEPHERD 

" I have found My sheep which was lost." — Luke xv. 6. 

Jesus sought me wandering, far, oh, far away ! 

He brought me home to God. 
Never are there wild wastes where His sheep can 
stray 

Beyond His staff and rod. 

Jesus bound my wounds ; He laid me on His breast ; 

He healed my sickness sore. 
Jesus is my Strength, and Jesus is my Rest, 

To-day and evermore. 

Jesus, who hath found me, leadeth me along 

Beside the waters still ; 
Jesus is my Food, and Jesus is my Song, 

Betide me good or ill. 

Jesus is the Shepherd who gave His life for me, 

His loved one and His own ; 
Pearl that He had found in abysses of the sea, 

His ever, His alone. 

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FOUND 

"We have found Him, . . . Jesus." — John i. 45. 

No more do I seek Thee ; for Thou art here. 

It is Thou who has sought for me ; 
And nearer than I to myself am near 

For ever my God will be. 

I seek not the sun when the noon is high ; 

In his light and his warmth I dwell : 
And when by the waters of peace I lie, 

I seek not the desert well. 

I seek not my Father the while I sit 

At the feast which His hands have spread ; 

In the glorious robe of Heaven made fit 
I eat of His living Bread. 

I seek Him not in His secret place, 

Where I rest in the shade of His wings ; 
But ever beholding the light of His face, 

My soul rejoices and sings. 

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40 FOUND 

I shall not seek Thee in Heaven above ; 

Mine eternal home art Thou. 
Oh, Home of my soul ! I abide in Thy love 
Now, even now. 



THE WAY 

" Having therefore boldness to enter into the Holiest by the 
blood of Jesus." — Heb. x. 19. 

By the Blood of Jesus, the precious Blood of Jesus, 

Shed upon the tree, 
Heaven to me is opened, the Heaven of the heavens, 

Even unto me. 

Now the veil is rent, and the mystery unfolded 

Of the future dim ; 
I have seen the Home wherever and for ever 

I shall be with Him. 

All the stain effaced, and all the sin forgiven, 

All the wandering past ; 
All the warfare ended, I shall fall before Him, 

See His Face at last. 

See Him who has borne me over the dark mountains, 

Over the wild sea ; 
See Him who has led me unto living fountains 

Flowing fresh and free. 

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42 THE WAY 

Known unto the soul ere yet the eyes have seen 
Him, 

Known as none beside. 
Then as is the Bridegroom decked in fair adorning 

Known unto the bride. 






EARTH AND HEAVEN 

11 He poureth water into a bason, and began to wash the 
disciples' feet." — John xiii. 5. 

Washed for ever in the blood of Jesus 

Once and nevermore ; 
Brought where spotless in their white attire 

All His saints adore ; 

There within the Holiest beholding 
Him, the great High Priest, 

Joining in the song, the glorious music 
Of the heavenly feast ; — 

Yet along the earthly path of sorrow, 

Feet defiled by sin, 
Still to pass the mountain and the valley 

Ere we enter in. 

Ours the twofold life of earth and heaven, 

And in both to know, 
Him who in His temple leads our singing, 

Wipes our tears below. 

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44 EARTH AND HEAVEN 

Here amidst the mire and defilement 

Bends to wash our feet, 
Till at last they tread where nought defileth 

Heaven's golden street. 

Low He kneeleth girded for the washing, 

Still His blest employ, 
Till He change at last that cleansing water 

To the wine of joy. 



THE WELL IN THE DESERT 

" God opened her eyes, and she saw a well of water." — Gen. 
xxi. 19. 

WHEN the water is spent in the pitcher, 

And the outcast weeps alone, 
Near at hand, in the desert land, 

Is a fountain all unknown. 

A fountain whose living waters 

From the springs of His love are fed, 

Who numbers the stars of heaven, 
And the hairs of the wanderer's head. 

He opens the eyes that were weeping, 

That fountain of life they see ; 
It flowed from His side in the day that He 
died, 

O, thirsting soul, for thee ! 

In the noon of the burning desert 

That marvellous fount unsealed ; 
In the drought of the soul despairing 

Christ, Christ revealed. 

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46 THE WELL IN THE DESERT 

Christ for the wilderness journey ; 

Christ when the journey is past ; 
Christ the Beginning, the Ending ; 

Christ the First and the Last. 



FOLLOWING 

" Follow thou Me." — John xxi. 22. 

" Follow thou Me." O Heart that needed my 
nearness 

Where Thou art gone, 
Give me with foot unlingering ever and ever 

To follow on. 

More blessed than joy of service, the courts to enter 

Of that high place ; 
Where Thou art the song and music, and home 
and welcome, 

And see Thy face. 

Then to return, transfigured by sight of Thy glory 

To tell of Thee ; 
To say, we have seen and heard Him, and bring 
back His message, 

11 Come unto Me." 

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48 FOLLOWING 

For Thou art the goal of the race, the end of the 
journey, 

O Christ, our Lord ; 
Thou art our haven, our heaven, our rest, and our 
gladness, 

Our great reward. 

And after the crown is won, and the palm to the 
hand is given, 

The warfare past, 
All enemies under Thy feet for ever and ever, 

Subdued at last. 

Then there remains the glorious country untrodden 

By angels' feet, 
Where there shall walk in white the washed and 



forgiven 



By Thee made meet. 



For the heritage undefiled, the heavens unsullied, 

Meet, Lord, for Thee ; 
The bride adorned for her Husband, and fair with 
His beauty, 

His crown to be. 



FOOTPRINTS 

" My sheep wandered through all the mountains, and upon 
every high hill." — Ezek. xxxiv. 6. 

How beautiful on the mountains 
Are the feet of Him who brings 

The tidings of living fountains, 
Of the everlasting springs. 

Why far in the desolate places 
The track of His feet do I see ? 

His loved and His lost ones He seeketh, 
Wherever, wherever they be. 

They were washed in the tears of sinners, 
Those feet in the years long ago ; 

They were pierced by the hands of sinners, 
That the cleansing Blood might flow. 

They are treading, unthanked and unwearied, 

The mountains of sorrow and shame ; 

Their track is the path that leadeth 

To the glory whence they came. 

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SO FOOTPRINTS 

Thither, His steps returning, 

Have marked the way He has trod, 

To the source of the crystal river 
That flows from the throne of God. 



THE GIFT 

"Thine they were, and Thou gavest them Me." — John 
xvii. 6. 

Father, ere the world was, Thou gavest to Thy Son 

Thy pearl from the deep sea, 
Precious and unsullied, the many who are one, 

Thus, Father, even me. 

Even me, O Father, with myriads washed in Blood, 

One pearl of worth unpriced, 
Chosen for His crown upon the throne of God, 

The radiant crown of Christ. 

Love that cannot end as it never could begin, 

Sought out in love divine, 
Lost ones in the midnight of sorrow and of sin, 

Yet Thine, for ever Thine. 

Thine the earthly vessels of preciousness untold, 

Though fashioned from the clod, 
Unto Thee most holy, at last to shine as gold, 

In the Temple that is God. 

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52 THE GIFT 

Temple of the glory of God and of the Lamb, 

Where all His own shall meet. 
His crown of thorns recalling in radiance of the 
crowns 

They cast before His feet. 



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